When I am dead. my dearest, Since no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me, With showers and dewdrops wet:
And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget.
I shall not see the shadows, I shall not feel the rain:
I shall not hear the nightingales, Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight, That doth not rise nor set,
Happily I may remember, And Happily may forget.
